The natural thirst, that ne’er is satisfied 940 Excepting with the water for whose grace The woman of Samaria besought, 941 Put me in travail, and haste goaded me Along the encumbered path behind my Leader, And I was pitying that righteous vengeance; And lo! in the same manner as Luke writeth 942 That Christ appeared to two upon the way From the sepulchral cave already risen, A shade appeared to us, and came behind us, Down gazing on the prostrate multitude, Nor were we ware of it, until it spake, Saying, “My brothers, may God give you peace!” We turned us suddenly, and Virgilius rendered To him the countersign thereto conforming. 943 Thereon began he: “In the blessed council, Thee may the court veracious place in peace, That me doth banish in eternal exile!” “How,” said he, and the while we went with speed, “If ye are shades whom God deigns not on high,